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If you liked Netflix’s Stranger Things, here are some podcasts you might enjoy:
  • Welcome to Night Vale (the community news of a small city in the American Southwest where all conspiracy theories are true and a part of every day life; BONUS - canon interracial gay couple as the main couple)
  • The Message (70-year-old message from outer space, cryptology, things are not as they seem)
  • Limetown (everyone in small town disappears and no one knows what happened to them; follow an intrepid journalist as she investigates)
  • The Black Tapes (sister show to TANIS; demons, investigation into the unexplainable, asshole Alpha Skeptic, and the journalist who tries to sort this all out)
  • TANIS (sister show to The Black Tapes; conspiracy, truth, and the investigation of what Tanis really is, plus an “information specialist” named Meerkatnip)
  • Archive 81 (found footage audio series where nothing is quite as it seems and there’s a building that isn’t exactly right)
  • Alice Isn’t Dead (from the people behind WtNV, a truck driver tries to find her missing wife and she runs into a lot of conspiracies along the way)
  • Within the Wires (again, from the people who brought you WtNV, instructional audio guides that slowly reveal a personal story and the revelation that the world the podcast is set in is that great)
  • The Bright Session (imagine what it would be like if the X-Men went to therapy)
  • The Behemoth (a girl and her monster walk across America)
  • Wolf 359 (the absurd misadventures of a small band of eccentric characters on board the Hephaestus Station in orbit around the dwarf star, Wolf 359, where it’s all fun and games until it’s not and the Blessed Eternal just wants a night light)

cryptologic-linguist  asked:

Sup home skillet!( new nickname if you're okay with it!) I noticed you had really epic notes and that you said you had a masterpost for them but I can't find it, could you shoot me the link to it? Thanks!

Hi! Thanks :) I actually…. haven’t made that masterpost yet (because I am an epic procrastinator; its been a year, I know orz) 

Usually my final exam notes would look like this: 

above: usually a booklet with a contents page, coloured tabs, each section w a different heading scheme colour. Handwritten comments added after practicing past exams  

As to how I took notes during uni, my method was very similar to that outlined by  @strive-for-da-best​ (see links below), cept I used microsoft word 

BUT I AIN’T GONNA LEAVE YOU HANGING, so here’s a bunch of other posts I’ve made which tangentially address my note taking method + some advice from other studyblrs: 

(spot the number of times I’ve said something to the effect of “i’ll write up a post re: my note taking method lol fml)

/quietly retreats/ 

It’s Only Logical (Prologue)

Okay, so this is a very different thing than what I usually write. It’s basically an AU mashup, and all of our sides are human in this. It’s eventually going to have Logicality and Prinxiety, but not right away. This is just kind of a test balloon to see how you all like it. Hope you enjoy!

Summary: When Logan, a florist with a PhD in botany, decides to hire someone to work the counter in his flower shop, he assumed it would be no big deal. He would get his coffee from his friend Virgil’s shop, as per usual. Ignore his other friend Roman unsuccessfully flirting with Virgil, as per usual. He would continue to live a calm, unruffled life, as per usual. He could never have expected what a disruption one single Dad could make to his neatly ordered life.

Tag List: @cefmua56 (thank you for encouraging me to even try something this big, you’re amazing!) @cleopolitian @romananalogicality @holdnarrytight @daddy-devil @sketchymel @sombraplayslazertag @dear-lover-dearest @musicsavedmefromdeath @pirate-patton @leesacrakon

Prologue: Flowers and Fripperies

“Logan! Come here a moment, love.”

Logan sighed, but closed the book he was reading and set it aside, resigned to forget reading until his mother allowed him to come back to it. He was tall, for a 6-year-old, and remarkably bright for his age. The word “gifted” was often slung about by the various adults in his life. He really didn’t care what labels they chose to affix to him, just so long as they kept letting him study more things.

Logan sidled up to his mother, who was kneeling in the garden in front of one of her many flower beds, pulling weeds. He really couldn’t understand her obsession with these silly fripperies, but they made her happy ergo, they made him happy by proxy.

“Yes, momma?”

“Do you know what this flower is called, sweetheart?” Logan shrugged at his mother’s question. Flowers had never really interested him before. He knew they were the kind with the white petals and the yellow middles, but that’s about it.

“These are Bellis Perennis, or the common daisy. This flower holds a wealth of medicinal properties despite its unassuming appearance.“ Logan leaned closer, intrigued. His mother smiled a little before continuing. 

“When used in an infusion, it acts as a laxative as well as an expectorant. It is also used as a home remedy to help treat physical disorders such as arthritis and rheumatism. Direct application to the skin through an ointment or poultice can aid in healing wounds. And do you know what it means in the Language of Flowers?”

Logan stared at his mother and wordlessly shook his head again, looking at those silly flowers in a whole new light. Flowers could do all of that? And there was a language?!

“It means innocence and loyal love.”

“There’s a language of flowers?!” Logan’s mother smiled gently at his outburst, pulling him in closer. Logan happily breathed in the unique scent of his favorite person in the world, a mix of her favorite perfume, laundry detergent, moist earth and grass. He loved learning new things, and now she was going to teach him something fascinating, he just knew it.

“Of course! The language of flowers, sometimes called floriography, is a means of cryptological communication through the use or arrangement of flowers. Meaning has been attributed to flowers for thousands of years, and some form of floriography has been practiced in traditional cultures throughout Europe, Asia, and the Middle East. It’s a very ancient practice, and the history of floriography is tied with humanity. Every flower in my garden has a meaning, and I planted them all for a reason.” Logan’s mother explained patiently, her smooth voice soothing him as she gently moved him in front of her to see her garden with new eyes.

Logan contemplated the various blooms and colors in front of him, his brow furrowed in thought. He had dismissed these plants as useless frippery, but with this new information he thought perhaps flowers might be the most fascinating thing he’d ever seen. This was why he loved his mother so very much! She explained things to him, helped him understand new things. He turned to look up at her, a bright smile forming on his lips.

“Will you teach me about them, momma?” Her answering smile was blinding.

“I thought you’d never ask.”


Logan enjoyed mornings the best. The quiet stillness before the world woke up, the taste of his usual cup of coffee, the scent of his plants all around him. His mother had started him on this path a long time ago, and now he was the proud owner of this delightful florist shop and greenhouse. He ruefully smiled at the framed picture of her on the wall as he put an arrangement together, feeling her loss particularly keenly at this moment.

He had worked very hard to get this place, and when he’d finally had the keys in hand, he knew exactly what to name it. Minny’s Garden, named for his mother, was the only place to get any sort of flower or plant in the entire area and he had worked himself to the bone to get it to that point. It had always just been him, but as he’d started to take off he had recently decided to hire some help to man the shop so he could be free to spend more time in the propagation house, which was more his forte anyway. Customer service was not his thing. People were not his thing, to be perfectly frank. It was one of many things he had in common with his best friend, Virgil. 

Most of the time, he felt customers were more hassle than they were worth. But this time? Early in the morning, before the shop opened, before the customers and the phones barged noisily into his life? This time was all his, and he relished it. 

He glanced at the orders for the day, nothing too challenging there, and sipped his coffee. Virgil owned a coffee shop called The Darkest Roast, and it was one of the most popular places in town. Their claim to fame was that each barista would roast you more than the coffee beans. If you wanted sass and sarcasm with your latte, Virgil’s shop was the place to be. Logan grinned wryly at the “Fucking Nerd” scrawled on the cup where his name should be. 

It hadn’t always been a popular concept, but after The Darkest Roast was featured on the Travel Channel that one time, it had really taken off. Honestly, Logan was pretty sure Virgil had only come up with that concept so that he’d have a solid business model that allowed him to be as rude to others as possible and still make money. The coffee wasn’t half bad either. 

Logan moved around the shop on autopilot, getting ready to open for the day. This was routine for him, had been for years.  Virgil and Roman both liked to tease him about being “in a rut” or “boring as fuck” depending on which of them you asked, but he liked routine, he liked knowing what to expect. There was something very comforting in knowing exactly what today, and every subsequent day, would bring. He’d wake up early, put on his usual outfit, get his daily insult and coffee from Verge while pretending not to notice Roman valiantly trying (and failing) to get Virgil to go on a date with him, then he’d come to the shop and go through his daily checklist. In a few minutes, the door would get opened, the phones would start ringing, and his day would begin. 

He unlocked the door, and turned to walk away, but it was already opening, the bell above issuing a cheery sound.

“I’m so sorry, I know you just opened, but I saw from the sign in the window you were hiring…?” Logan tried to bite down the irritation he felt at having his private bubble invaded so quickly, and turned back.

Whatever response he was going to supply died on his lips when his eyes locked with the man standing nervously in the doorway, feeling a jolt of heat run down his spine. Well. This was new.    

Just spent almost 10 minutes lecturing my husband about Elizabeth Smith Friedman. This amazing, intellectual, tireless woman pretty much singlehandedly created the field of cryptography and was a well respected cryptanalyst who solved complex codes during both world wars. She developed methods that established the foundation for this field. She cracked codes that were embedded in codes, embedded in codes! Some were even in foreign languages! When Britains started freaking out about the Enigma machine, Elizabeth was like, “oh, that old thing? yea, I can crack that.”
She worked tirelessly for the US Coast Guard and was, without a doubt, the best cryptanalyst in the country. Dare I say…the world!
So why was I lecturing my husband? Only because during WW2, as Elizabeth was busy secretly fighting an “invisible war”, raising her 2 children, and caring for her cryptanalyst husband who suffered a mental breakdown, one pompous imbecile, Mr. J. Edgar Hoover came into her field. He ordered that the CG hand over any decrypted messages Elizabeth’s department solve AND THEN TOOK CREDIT FOR HE WORK. 😡
This blatant example of yet another man who brazenly took the work of a woman and then tried to bury her efforts by claiming her successes to be his is what ignited my lecturing.
To learn more about the indelible Elizabeth Smith Friedman, I highly recommend “The Woman Who Cracked Codes”. It’s a well researched, gives credit where credit is due, and intriguing read.

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Rest in peace, Alan Turing.

Stamp details:
Stamp on top:
Issued on: July 15, 2005
From: Jamestown, Saint Helena
MC #933

Middle stamp:
Issued on: February 23, 2012
From: London, England
MC #3219

Stamp on bottom:
Issued on: March 13, 2000
From: Kingstown, Saint Vincent & the Grenadines
SC #2764m

nytimes.com
Tell Us 5 Things About Your Book: A Shakespeare Scholar Turned Nazi Hunter
Jason Fagone talks about “The Woman Who Smashed Codes: A True Story of Love, Spies, and the Unlikely Heroine Who Outwitted America’s Enemies.”
By John Williams

“In “The Woman Who Smashed Codes,” Jason Fagone recounts the stranger-than-fiction story of how the 23-year-old Smith was hired in 1916, along with other scholars, by an eccentric tycoon who wanted to find secret messages in the work of Shakespeare. Those messages didn’t exist, but within a year Smith was recruited into a wartime code-breaking project.”

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Everybody else is coming up with new cats for Mutant Atsume. I decided to do something different, and so I came up with possible counterparts for the Neko Atsume food items. Thankfully, I managed to use only one pun.

As always, the idea for Mutant Atsume comes from @suprememeep’s subconscious. The images themselves were made using MS Paint, SAI, and WordPad. For my interpretations of Glunkus and Hobo, see here.

anonymous asked:

Hello! You seem to be well-versed in the world of decryption and ARGs, based on what I've seen regarding TalksAfterDark00. I was wondering; do you perchance have any tips for someone just starting out in working with codes like that? Thank you!

Yo! I very rarely get asks, but this is one of the best I have ever gotten. Thanks Anon <3.

But to answer your question, yeah, I can give some tips. First thing to be able to do is recognize some commonly used codes, such as:

Morse: – — .-. … . / -.-. — -.. .

Binary: 01000010 01101001 01101110 01100001 01110010 01111001 00100000 01000011 01101111 01100100 01100101

Hexadecimal: 48 65 78 61 64 65 63 69 6d 61 6c 20 43 6f 64 65

Octal: 117 143 164 141 154 040 103 157 144 145

ASCII: 065 083 067 073 073 032 067 111 100 101

Base 64: QmFzZSA2NCBDb2Rl

Letter-Number:  12-5-20-20-5-18 14-21-13-2-5-18 3-15-4-5

These can often be mixed and matched, and there are some less common methods used as well. Not included was the Caesar Cipher, because that entails shifting the alphabet. For example A=C, B=D, C=E would be a two letter shift.

There’s plenty of other methods as well, like spectrograms, backwards messages, sped up/slowed down audio, first letters spelling, and book-key ciphers, to name just a few.

Perhaps the best advice I can give you is to just jump right in and try it out! Find a code and try to crack it. You can often find decryption sites online, which can help a lot. 

Cryptology is hard but rewarding. Don’t be afraid to ask others for help, and I wish you the best of luck!

anonymous asked:

*cracks knuckles and opens my YOI rec list* my time has come (sorry it's gonna be long. All AO3 links). /10249196 yuri is a ghost and victor and yuuri are his assigned grim reapers (9k); /9420221 yuuri's life in St Pets is spread between four languages (7k); /8884927 Kimi no Na wa AU aka body switch au (21k); /8979217 fanboy yurio. HILARIOUS (1k); /8976517 sick yuuri fic. victor and yurio to the rescue (20k); /8770105 victor loses his cool and yuuri helps him find it. phichit is LOVE (3k);(1)

/8905834 where victor is a regular at yuuri’s bookstore and always looks like a hobo. yuuri is unimpressed(6k); /8965381 hanahaki disease au. IT HAS A GOOD END AND I CRY IN JOY(20k); /9137038 space au. just, space au(21k); /9064348 sports au in space. amaze(22k); /8756341 yuuri and victor get married. multimedia fic(8k); /8873695 corporate roommates au. slow burn(8k); /8808556 Phichit and Chris’ Great Selfie War(1k); /9925166 gossip goes wild and apparently now yuuri hates victor???(11k); (2)

(3) /8695081 social media’s reactions through the show (aka yuuri’s fans are Good) (12k); /9257756 amnesia au with aCTUAL HEALTHY COMMUNICATION bless (4k); /9238709 Yakov coaches Yuuri while Victor is away. based on That One Comic. poor Yuuri lmao (1k); /9149977 where victor is half rusalka and yuuri lives in a horror movie (but doesn’t die, thank god) (17k); /9213884 where victor and yuuri talk through flower language (8k). and okay yeah i’m stopping now oops hahahhh HAPPY READING

Oh! My! GOD!!! You are a literal doll!! I love you so much anon!! Thank you for all the beautiful fic recs! I will worship you literally forever omg <3

It took a while, but I made a handy dandy list with links and everything for all my beautiful followers!! Lemme know if any of the links are broken or anything!

I tried my best to find all the tumblrs for all the authors as well, but I am still missing a few. So if you guys know any of the missing tumblrs, or if you notice I tagged the wrong tumblr in any of them, please don’t hesitate to let me know!

Make sure to give them all some love, and don’t forget to leave reviews for them if you can <3

  • 185/120 by RC_McLachlan (@rcmclachlan​) -  Yakov isn’t paid enough for this shit.
  • a great desire to love by lily_winterwood (@omgkatsudonplease) -  For some strange, inexplicable, fantastic reason, Yuuri Katsuki and Viktor Nikiforov are trading places. Kimi no Na wa AU.
  • Blue Petals, Silver Thorns by Grassepi (@grassepi) - When Yuuri Katsuki is eight years old, the worlds of dance and ice collide and call to him, ceaselessly echoing through his thoughts every second of the day. He can see the picture of his life so clearly in his mind- there’s the blue sky above, there’s black-winged gulls cawing in the mornings, there’s katsudon for dinner and there’s ice beneath his feet. All he can imagine in his future is a life of skating.When Yuuri Katsuki is twenty-two, he is supposed to die.
  • cover story by fan_nerd (@wbtrashking​) - Corporate roommates au.
  • fresh off the presses by fan_nerd (@wbtrashking) - Based on his book selections, Yuuri’s not sure if this regular is a horny pervert, a cop, or a nerd.Victor is weird and eccentric, and the bookkeeper is pretty sure that the man has never come in with his hair combed.
  • he meets me where i am by rire (@lotorlance​) - Something gold catches the light, drawing his attention. There’s a gold ring on Victor’s ring finger. “Ah,” Yuuri says, his heart giving a last squeeze, a futile reminder of the silly crush he once had. “Congratulations on your marriage,” he says, as cheerily as he can.In which Yuuri gets into an accident that wipes his memory of everything that happened after his first Grand Prix, Yurio and Victor help him retrace his journey, and Yuuri rediscovers himself along the way.
  • I see the universe in your eyes by fangirlandiknowit (@fangirlandiknowit101) - Space AU.
  • in the spaces between by sixpences (@thetwoguineabook) -  Yuuri’s life in St Petersburg is spread between four languages.
  • Instagram is Not an Ice Rink by ladanse (@bollywood-and-phoenix-feather​) - Phichit’s phone buzzes. christophe-gc has posted a new photo, it tells him. When he thumbs the screen, it brightens to reveal a shot of Christophe Giacometti, lounging on a bench, wearing nothing but a Speedo and his skates. greetings from your local king of selfies, says the caption.Phichit doesn’t actually know Chris - not personally. He has nothing to prove. But Phichit is also, categorically, a competitive little shit, and he knows he can do better.So it begins.
  • katsuki_fc by tetsurashian - Just because Yuuri isn’t big on social media, doesn’t mean his fans aren’t. (aka a social media fic)
  • Rival Reflections by aceklaviergavin (@aceyuurikatsuki) -  yurio keeps posters of yuuri to always fill him with anger
  • Stargazer by Fahye (@fahye) - royalty sports au in space.
  • Stupidly Happy With You by qwartooty (@qwartooty) -  in which Yurio means well, Viktor loses his cool, and Yuuri helps him find it
  • The Fundamentals of Caring by braveten (@braveten) - In which Yuuri is sick, and Viktor takes care of him.
  • the language of flowers by liliths - FLORIOGRAPHY — (noun) The language of flowers, sometimes called floriography, is a means of cryptological communication through the use or arrangement of flowers. Origin: Latin floris (flowers). In which Victor and Yuuri inspire each other through Victorian flower language. Alternate universe.
  • the merry-go-round of life by fireblazie (@fireblazie) - It is 1998, and Yuri is dead.—In which Yuri is a ghost, and Yuuri and Viktor are the grim reapers assigned to help him cross over before his soul fades away into nothingness.
  • the warmest part of winter by dadvans (@dadvans​) -  The wedding is in early February, right after Yuri comes home to Yuuri and Victor’s crumbling farmhouse in upstate New York from the European Championships with a gold medal around his neck. They’ve been in the process of restoring the dilapidated barn out back and turning it into a fully functional dance studio, and the fire marshall has finally approved it for occupation without fear of the whole thing coming down all at once and crushing a half dozen elite figure skaters to death at any given moment. Which is perfect, considering they’ve been planning on holding the reception in the barn, and finding a last minute venue would be a goddamn nightmare, especially since Victor has obsessively planned the entire event down to the last detail for the past six months.
  • Tous Les Chemins by Edgedancer (@radiantmists​) - A photo without context, a few careless words, an embellished article.Thus was born the idea, so patently false it would have fit better in a politician’s speech, that Yuuri hated Viktor. (Translation of shakeskp’s (silkmaken) fanfic in French)
  • Water’s Edge by Mhalachai (@mhalachai​) - For years, Yuuri had heard people say Viktor’s skating was otherworldly. He never thought they were being literal.

My copy of Jim’s Journal, the Treasure Planet junior novel just came in, and it’s FANTASTIC for a kids book. Here’s every other line some little key points that caught my attention for anyone curious. There’s a few canon movie contradictions in it, so whether you consider it canon or not is up for debate, but it’s basically a quarter inch thick essay on Treasure Planet details.

  • The dates on this thing make no sense. Jim gets the map on “02.0-106.00″ and gets home on “029.0-028.50″. I have no idea how high these numbers scale or the scope of it. 
  • Jim is an AMAZING artist. (Here’s some of my favorite examples) He regularly draws very detailed pictures of moments in time, as well as scenery pictures that includes himself. New headcanon. It can be argued pretty seriously that Jim has an Eidetic memory, and GREAT visual memory, which makes sense with how well he picks up new skills with a little example.
  • Jim beats the best solar surfer on Montressor (Ray Quandree) in a race a bit before the movie
  • The little frog girl that eats the spoonful of Delbert’s food at the beginning of the movie is named Angela Legintoe, her species is called Loppytonians (in other media, they are Benbonians) and she tends to spill her Zirellian jellyworms on the table. Jim hates cleaning it up.
  • An entire two pages of solar surfing lingo
  • Jim has mixed feelings about his father. When an old spacer that used to work with the old man show up and tell stories, Jim is all about hearing them. He just doesn’t want to talk about the old man.
  • Jim accidentally breaks a whole tray of plates when exhausted and feels so bad about it he spends all night trying to glue them back together to make his mom feel better (MY HEART)
  • The Armada is repeatably referred to as “The Queen’s Armada”. Space has a queen.
  • The Solar surfing Galactic Grand Prix takes place on Crescentia.
  • Apparently Doppler studied “Modern spheroid cryptology” in his undergrad days and was totally stumped by the map
  • Jim’s mom gave him a huge list of stuff to pack, of which he only took “5 T-shirts”, “6 pairs underwear and socks”, and “toothbrush and toothpaste”
  • the most interesting things he crossed off on taking were “Royal Galactic Passport”, “System Health Services Immunization Form”, and “Solarium Crystals”
  • Doppler’s space suit is about 100 years out of style. (OH MY GOD)
  • For those of us who know nothing about boats, the Legacy is apparently a solar Galleon
  • Captain Amelia battled with the Procyan Armada
  • Jim was actually terrified during the fight with Scroop, to the point of shaking. Silver saving him was a huge deal for him.
  • Scroop is the Rigger in charge and was good friends with Oxy and Moron  (the torso and head tentacle guy). The other riggers are Greedy, Dogbreath (”Brush your teeth, my friend!”, and actual quote from Jim), and Birdbrain Mary. The ships gunner (the guy with huge thighs who shoots down the escape ship) is named Meltdown, and he’s also the mechanic. The Ropers are named Hands, Pigors, Aquanoggin, and Schwartzkopf. 
  • Jim get’s etherium sickness when it gets a little rough (like seasickness), and regrets tossing the medicine his mother packed for him
  • Jim admires Amelia’s abilities as a captain.
  • Amelia once almost single-handedly saved seven ships during a battle, and was the youngest spacer to ever be made captain.
  • There was a Kattindog (HA oh my god, please tell me that’s her species name) Quasar War 15 years before the movie, and Amelia was awarded the Green Badge of Honor for her deeds
  • Silver tells bad pirate jokes to pass time.   
  • Jim thinks They Are Hilarious. I am 100% serious, it’s the highlight of his day.
  • Jim’s duties include scrubbing the astrobarnicals from the keel, swabbing both decks, organizing the food stores, cleaning the crow’s nest, bathrooms, and oven, helping with food prep, refilling all water containers, checking all ropes and lines, and making one cafe lattoid for Captain Amelia each morning, delivered at 7am sharp
  • There’s a recipe for Bonzabeast Stew that Silver wrote down for him and he just taped it into the journal the dork. The recipe is full of sailing puns
  • you need one whole bonzabeast and it has to be defuzzed first.
  • make sure to include all 12 eyeballs for flavor
  • A bit of movie contradiction. The scene from “I’m still here” where Silver is showing Jim how to tie knots is different. Here, Silver took him up to the crows nest to surprise Jim. They watched a close by planet (Saxonite, which has huge rings) pass by, and Silver teaches him knots to pass the time. Jim was SUPER into it and it takes up like SIX WHOLE pages of this 50 page thing
  • Silver teaches Jim an old spacer song. It’s really morbid
  • Jim suspected that Amelia and Doppler had a thing for each other before Arrow even died. 
  • Jim’s not only betrayed by Silver’s mutiny. He’s positive Silver knew about Jim’s connection to the map and was using him all along
  • Jim’s thought processed about Silver after the mutiny is HEARTBREAKING
  • Like a good section of this book is Jim zigzagging between beating himself up over being fooled and being mad at Silver and it hurts
  • Jim’s reasoning for not going with Silver is “If there’s one thing I learned from that bucket of bolts, it’s that I have to chart my own course” and now i’m crying
  • Another canon contradiction, Amelia doesn’t tell him about her recommendation to the Astro Academy until after they land.
  • Amelia’s wounds were bad enough that she had to go to the hospital overnight
  • Jim. Is. A. Sap. 
  • Seriously “It never would have happened if it weren’t for that old pirate who helped me find the real treasure - the one inside of myself!”
  • Amelia graduated from the academy in 005